This is based on a recent favorite of mine...
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It was the scout trip from hell. Against my friends wishes, I had brought along Chris (aka Horse, aka Horsey). I had hoped that he would learn from us younger kids, and there by be a good role model for the two youngers boys (Ned, and some other _s_h_i_t_ I can't remember right now). I had hoped for a decent trip...
Well, I was wrong.
Dead _f_u_c_k_ing wrong. It started early with Chris and the other two wrestling at the crack of dawn. Then they fought over everything. We went on hikes, and Horsey would get them going off in one direction or another. Skyler and Timmy were livid at me, because they blamed Horse for being the instigator.
The straw was broken sometime before dinner. Having had our fill of them, the three of us went down to do some fishing. They were supposed to clean up after breakfast, play some cards til we got back. And they did. But we came back sooner than they expected and caught them all puffin' away on cigarettes that Christopher brought on the trip!
Skyler and Timmy immediately had their little brats strip right then and there, and put them over their knees for a good hand spanking. I had ahold of Horse, trying to decide on a fair punishment, but not sure I should spank him bare.
I dragged Horsey with me while I got the paddle from the tent, the two crying, naked little boys were sobbing out their stories about Chris. I stood there standing behind Chris, holding him with my arms around his chest, unsure how to proceed. I knew the other guys would protest that I'm paddling Christopher over his clothes, but (regardless of how I was raised) I didn't feel right paddling a kid naked in front of the others.
"Come on, stop protecting that troublemaker! He's the ringleader!" Skyler angrily insisted. He really could taste blood.
"Tommy," Horsey said angrily, "Don't do this!"
"Oh, so you're just gonna protect him, and he get's off without being punished!" Tim glared. The naked 12 year old wriggled over his lap under his hand, crying and trying to rub the burning purplish spot that had spread across his creamy full bare bum. Skyler's scout cried and kicked his feet trying to escape the searing heat as his spanker's hand loudly slapped his bared bum.
I stood looking from one to the other and coloring a little with embarassment. I'm being accused of protecting the little monster. Oh all right. Maybe he should get...
My thoughts were interrupted by a tug at my wrists. Horse slipped out from between my arms, twirled around, and pulled. He yanked me forward by the wrists and I stared stupidly from his grinning face down to my wrists and back. He had roped my wrists together! The paddle had dislodged from under my arm and clattered to the ground.
"Chris! What the..." I was dumbfounded.
At this point I was facing toward the picnic table trying to tug my wrists out of Horse's neat little double knot, when he shoved my from behind. I fell up against the pile of supplies piled under the tarp. As I fell against the tarp, I instinctively raised my hands up to catch myself, and lay with my chest over the top of the tarp. Horsey ran around to the other side, and grabbed me by the wrists.
"I told you not to do this!" he laughed. Before I could struggle to get myself pushed up off the table, he had pulled my wrists over to the other side and started binding my wrists to the ropes over there.
"Chris! ! Stop it and let me go! Untie me at once!" I hissed, while my supposed buddies behind me started howling and actually urging Christopher to 'spank the _s_h_i_t_ out of 'im' and 'let 'im feel it good'!
It was humiliating, being put in this position by a young kid who I was supposed to be disciplining. And in front of these two snickering friends and their sniveling little Weeblos!
"Pleeeeeeeeeease don't do this!" I begged.
"Uh-huh, whatever, dude," he laughed.
"I wasn't even going to spank you!"
"Tough, 'cuz I'm going to spank you!" Horse smirked.
I felt myself coloring a deep crimson. The little _s_h_i_t_ had me now, tied fast over the table. The paddle lay somewhere behind me at my feet. I was stretched over the bulging tarp, my tip toes barely touching the ground beneath them. I could imagine that my butt was positioned nicely for a good walloping with that paddle. "Maybe you should paddle him on the bare!" Timmy offered with another howl, joined soon by Skyler.
"Yeah, trust me, he can't feel NOTHING through those shorts. He wouldn't paddle you with shorts, now would he?", Skyler joined in. More howling and laughing, along with the crying and yowling of the two naked little wriggling prepubsecents.
"He oughta be spanked for bringing YOU on this trip!" Timmy waxed sarcastic. "But if he's too wimpy to paddle you, then someone oughta get it. Why not him?"
"Excellent point!" Chris said, addressing his fans. "If not me, then it should be him." At this, Skyler and Timmy broke out in howls watching me getting tied up and ready, like a lamb led to slaughter, hardly minding their own wriggling, naked, and red-assed boys over their own laps.
I struggled to free my wrists from the ropes again, but Horse had pulled me up and over the picnic table which was piled with supplies and covered with a tarp. Then he was tying the rope around my wrists to the ropes holding the tarp over the table to keep the wind and rain from getting at our supplies.
"Listen, if you don't shut up, I really will _f_u_c_k_ing tell them that you molested me last night in our tent," Horsey hissed back at me. The guys couldn't hear our conversation, as our heads were over the other side of the bulging tarp. All they could hear were their own bawling spanked scouts. Along with a great view of my butt and legs draped over the tarp.
"Please Chris!" I almost whined, "let me go! Not in front of all these guys!" I negotiated desparately, because I had a feeling that the suggestion to "paddle him on the bare" was what Horse had in mind all along, even before my two snickering friends urged him on.
"Oh, Tommy," he laughed. "From what I hear, you can take it!" _s_h_i_t_! Sure enough, Horse's hands were working at my belt as the others taunted and egged him on.
"Spank him nude!" Timmy screamed again.
Chris opened my belt, unbuttoned my khaki shorts, and loudly unzipped them. "Oh, I will!" Chris gleefully yelled. The two men stopped paddling their naked boys, and they all watched as Horse tugged my shorts out from under me. They slid down and I caught them just past my knees by spreading my legs slightly. Then he patted my cheeks a few times, hamming it up for our audience. I was wearing some faded, tight white briefs that wouldn't be much protection from the thick paddle by my feet.
"Look at him, the kid's takin' 'im apart!", Tim was astounded. "The little bugger's got 'im where 'e wants 'im, eh?". Howls of laughter continued. The crying had subsided, since the boys stared with fascination at my brief-covered bum cheeks that I frantically wriggled while pulling at my bounds.
I was busy pulling at the rope around my wrists, and starting to think that I just might slip free, when I was taken by surprise by my briefs being peeled down inside out! "NO!" my head whipped around and met eyes with the lustful Horse, who paused and snickered. Then he looked back at the object of his fascination, the baring of my ass in front of the little group. He yanked and tugged, turning the briefs inside out as they went. The waist band stretched and tore free. In a moment or two, the briefs were reduced to limp cotton stretched around my knees, just above my khakis.
"Dude, why is Christopher spanking Tommy?" Mark asked amazed, forgetting that he himself still lay naked over my friend's lap, exposed to all just as I was.
"Because he deserves it, the wimp!" Timmy said acidly.
"Is he going to use that big paddle on his bare bum?", Ned gasped. "I'm glad you only spanked me bare with your hand, Skyler," Ned sniffed, also posed naked with his Skyler's hand practically covering Ned's little, plump butt.
I looked at Ned as he spoke, feeling the cool dusk breeze across my naked ass, and feeling helpless while Horsey worked to strip me down. _s_h_i_t_, this kid is going to strip me completely bare in front of all of these kids!! This was almost as worse as the times I was spanked in front of the swim team!
I struggled a little, still looking back. Horse pulled off my sneakers one at a time, and peeled off my socks. My tee shirt was caught against the rope beneath me, and was pulling up higher and higher in the front, leaving my bare butt sticking out further and further. I was bent at a great angle for paddling, _s_h_i_t_!
Still staring dumbly toward Ned, I felt Christopher lifting my leg and pulling my khakis and my briefs off. As he lifted my leg, my back arched slightly, taking the weight off my private parts, which had been pulled down low when the briefs were pulled down. As soon as my body shifted, my _d_i_c_k_ and balls slipped down off the bulge of the tarp and dangled between my legs. Mark immediately started with a shocked expression.
"Tommy! Your thing is so big!", Mark seemed very impressed. I guess I would look big to him, and maybe he doesn't see his dad naked. But then, as Chris lifted my other leg and pulled my khaki's and briefs all the way off, I realized that my whole body was tingling from embarassment and the shame of being stripped by this little runt...ah, _s_h_i_t_!... I must be getting a little swollen down there! That's what Mark is seeing. My lengthening _c_o_c_k_!
Oh no! I tried to lift up my chest to let my tee shirt fall back down over my bare butt, and that made my _d_i_c_k_ and balls wobble and even swing a little. The guys were all watching in fascination. I feared that a full erection might be near! Then I turned back to the front! Horse climbed up, stood over me, and was grabbing at my tee shirt!
"For god sake Christopher! Leave my shirt! Don't strip me completely naked like this!" I pleaded and whined like a baby, kind of numbly. I was having trouble concentrating on what I was saying, due to the great humiliation and embarassment.
And I had to admit, I was getting very turned on by being exposed to the group. Horse said nothing, but tugged at the bottom of the tee shirt. He shimmied it up my back, and pulled it over my head. It hung from my tied-together wrists, and he was off to see what was next. I was completely naked now over the tarp, almost dancing on my tip toes.
I couldn't believe that Skyler and Timothy didn't make a move to stop this! They just sat there with two naked kids on their laps watching the show. I could do nothing but wait to see what Horsey would do next.
"Chris, are you going to spank Tom?", Ned asked in a very innocent voice.
"Looks that way, sport," Horse said. Mark and Ned both giggled, completely forgetting their own spanking.
"Make his thing shake some more, Chris!" Mark added.
Timmy finally spoke, "Tom, are you gonna' let this kid spank you like this? Come on buddy, you haven't a clue about discipline, do you? No wonder this kid is wild like he is."
"Come on man, help me out!" I pleaded to no avail.
"Serves you right for _f_u_c_k_ing bringing him along to be a troublemaker," Tim continued. "Now you get to pay the consequences, buddy. And I have to say that I'm _f_u_c_k_ing enjoying it."
"Timmy, you said the f-word twice!" Mark said, as Tim let fly another hard ten smacks on his Weeblo's naked hiney.
"Don't ever correct me," Skyler said to the younger boy.
"Skyler," Mark then chimed in. "Your thing is hard too!"
Skyler jumped to attention, adjusting his crotch under his naked child across his lap. He colored beet red and glanced sideways at Timmy, laughing nervously.
WHAAAAA AAAAAACK!
"Yeoooo eowwwww! The first crack of the paddle hit so suddenly, that I didn't even brace myself. I jerked against the tarp-covered stuff under me. The stinging spread across my exposed, bare cheeks. I was somewhat full and muscular from hiking, and I could feel the paddle indent into the muscles and then bounce free. It was like a surreal, slow-motion sensation in the midst of the great humiliation and embarassment. Right in front of my friends, Horse had me good. I danced on tiptoe, trying to evade the next blow.
WHAAAAA AAAAAACK! "Yeoooo eowwwww! "Chris no, please...!" WHAAAAA AAAAAACK! "Yeoooo eowwwww! WHAAAAA AAAAAACK! "Yeoooo eowwwww! WHAAAAA AAAAAACK! "Yeoooo eowwwww!
That _f_u_c_k_in' paddle whacked but good across every part of my bare ass! Horse saw my reaction when he hit the fleshy part across the top of both cheeks, and he concentrated there for awhile. Then he worked down across the underside of both cheeks.
"N-n-nooooo, please...!" WHAAAAA AAAAAACK! "Yeoooo eowwwww! WHAAAAA AAAAAACK! "Yeoooo eowwwww! WHAAAAA AAAAAACK! "Yeooooooo eowwwww! WHAAAAA AAAAAACK! "Yeoooo eowwwww!
Finally, he started whacking across the top of both legs, catching my exposed _c_o_c_k_ and balls!
WHAAAAA AAAAAACK! "Yeoooo eowwwww! WHAAAAA AAAAAACK! "Yeoooo eooooowwwww! WHAAAAA AAAAAACK! "Yeoooo eowwwww! WHAAAAA AAAAAACK! "Yeeeeeoooo eowwwww! WHAAAAA AAAAAACK! "Yeoooo eowwwww!
I was screamin! The shaft of my _c_o_c_k_ stung like fire! Strangely enough, my erection only got harder, and my _c_o_c_k_ bounced wildly between each blow.
Finally, he stopped. I sagged down and just lay across the tarp, feeling the continued throbbing of my swollen, red butt cheeks. I must have just laid there crying for about ten minutes, as the cricket chorus was starting up in the woods around us. I soon (sort of) calmed down, and began to feel a little ridiculous laying naked in front of the whole group, and wondered why everyone was so quiet. I soon found out!